( His hand at her breast is different but so very welcome and Sansa inhales sharply, skin prickling in goosebumps at the feel of his rough fingers against her soft skin. He's close enough to kiss now so she kisses him, parting her mouth beneath his so he might deepen it for her. Sansa has no experience, not really, but she's willing to learn so long as he's willing to teach. )
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